| As far as all my friends can tell
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| I took her leavin’well — that’s kinda right,
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| 'Cause when I’m out with them,
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| I don’t let her memory rule the night.
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| For the most part I’m okay,
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| But I still miss her in a round about way.
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| Around about the time that midnight rolls around.
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| That’s around about the time my tears start falling down.
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| 'Cause she’s not around,
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| I come unwound and my heart breaks.
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| Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way.
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| I no longer sit alone for hours by the phone,
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| Wishin’she would call.
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| And just the other day
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| I took her smilin’face down off my wall.
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| I’ve come a long long way,
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| But I still miss her in a round about way.
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| Around about the time that midnight rolls around.
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| That’s around about the time my tears start falling down.
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| 'Cause she’s not around,
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| I come unwound and my heart breaks.
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| Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way.
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| Yeah, I still miss her in a round about way. |